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Summary: When faced with Love’s difficulty, can three people
locked in its hold push aside their fear for the sake of it? Sequel to Feel
Me, Shame Me, Heal Me.
When the Cherry Blossoms Bloom
Episode 10— Her Precious Two
They
walked in silence along the rose quartz pathway, Edward was more nervous now
than when he and his brother started this journey home. He really had no idea
what was in store for him in the next layer of his fear.
So far,
what had frightened him most had been Winry in love with Mustang. To Edward it
was disgusting, but somehow in a twisted, bizarre way it made sense. Winry and
Mustang made sense together. The two of them had been apart for almost five
years now, at least according to the twins’ ages it had been that long.
Mustang was an idiot for not going back. Edward’s reasons for not going back
were different, but it was still true that he never went back unless he needed
maintenance, and he should have thought of Winry more. It now seemed pretty
heartless of him; he wondered how she really felt that he and Alphonse only
returned time and time again out of necessity. He couldn’t change the past,
but he could learn from it and move forward with knowledge he had acquired in
these two past previous heart layers.
“Brother?
Do you think Winry ever tried to contact the General about his children?”
Alphonse asked, taking a side glance at Edward.
“I can’t
imagine her keeping it a secret on purpose, Al. Winry wouldn’t purposely ever
do something like that.” Edward let out a long, tired sigh. “There is also a
chance that he knows about them and still did nothing. I wonder what Winry
tells the kids about their father. Do you think they hate him for not being
there, you know kinda like how I hated our dad?”
Alphonse
stared ahead at the emerald doors that were off in the distance. “I don’t know
if it would be an advantage for Winry’s kids to never have known about their
father or not. You at least knew Dad so felt some hurt and anger towards him.
I never knew him, so I couldn’t hate him. I only remembered him from pictures
I had seen. So when he came back I was very happy that I got to know him for a
little while. That was enough for me. I think Winry’s kids not knowing about
the General might be an okay situation. I just hope nothing explodes when and
if he finds out about them, because I honestly don’t think he knows they even
exist.”
As they
came towards the emerald doors, they saw a figure standing outside. It was a
woman; she had long dark blonde hair. Edward wasn’t sure if he knew her or
not, she seemed vaguely familiar.
“Who’s
that, Brother?” Alphonse whispered to Edward as they walked up and stood before
the woman. “It seems like I know her, but from where?”
Edward’s
eyes narrowed in thought as the woman stood there and smiled. He noticed that
her blue eyes seemed to light up with happiness. Those eyes, they seemed
familiar too. “Who are you?” He was expecting someone that he knew, like
possibly Nina or Scar…he shuddered, that would have just been disturbing if it
was Scar here leading him through his heart’s fear.
The
woman continued to smile, “It’s been a long time Edward and Alphonse Elric, so
I am not surprised that you don’t remember me.” Her grin grew, “After all you
both were so little the last time it was you saw me and my husband. If I
recall correctly, you both tried to make my daughter a doll and ended up
scaring her to death.”
Alphonse
choked on thin air and rubbed his eyes, “Wait… now I… you’re—”
“Winry’s
mom, Sara Rockbell,” Edward answered in barely above a whisper. “All three of
us used to visit your grave often.” He stared at the pink ground. Why would
she appear to them as a guide? This didn’t really make sense to him. He was
so uncomfortable now, the guides all know and see everything that he does,
possibly more… His cheeks heated. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to! You know
that…that thing in the room and…Please don’t kill me or throw wrenches at my
head!”
Sara
laughed, “Calm down, you’re only human. I won’t hold it against you.” She
winked and gestured towards the doors.
“Why are
you Edward’s guide, Mrs. Rockbell?” Alphonse asked, staring in confusion at
her.
“Call me
Sara, and it was decided that I was the best choice to help you boys through
this.” She replied as the emerald doors slowly opened. Gesturing to go ahead,
she waved her hand about and the three of them stepped into this layer of his
heart’s fear. The doors closed behind them and disappeared.
They
stood in complete darkness, the only light that could be seen was the one
illuminating from their bodies.
Edward
let out an uneasy breath, “but why would you even want to be our guide?
Wouldn’t you have to face these truths and memories all over again? Face those
that had—” He didn’t want to finish his thought, he was sure the woman knew who
it was that killed her, and that the creep had managed to worm his way into
Winry’s heart and pants. “How do you feel about Mustang?”
“I had a
feeling that question was going to come up.” Sara said with a slight smile.
“Now don’t think that I’m happy that I am dead, unable to spend my life with my
daughter. But if someone had to have killed me, at least it was a good person
like Roy Mustang. My husband and I knew him for a little while before he got
the order to execute us. He didn’t even try to hide it and we didn’t run. We
could have, but we didn’t. I remember the morning he came to us, saying that
he got direct orders to execute us. The young man was so torn up over it. We
spent a bit of the morning talking it over, he told us to leave, to run. But
that would be cowardly.”
“But you
would still be alive.” Alphonse interjected; his heart squeezing at the idea
that Winry’s parents knew what was coming and didn’t even try to stop it.
“You
two weren’t there.” Sara replied, “You have no idea what it was like, a horror
unlike any you have ever seen. Running away was not an option. We both knew Roy didn’t want to do
it, and we could see it in his eyes. But according to the military, orders are
orders and in a time of war not following direct ones will be classified as act
of treason. We would have lost either way. We would still be dead but then
also Roy
would have been too if he refused them.”
“So he
only thought about himself.” Edward growled.
“You
can’t look at it that way.” Sara sighed it was most likely an impossible task
to get Edward to understand. “It’s wasn’t easy for anyone. Maybe if we would
have done what was asked of us, there wouldn’t have been a reason for the
military to take us out? But then if we did that, then what kind of doctors
would we have been? We couldn’t live with ourselves if we couldn’t at least
try and save every living person that needed medical attention. There are no
sides, only patients. That’s what a doctor sees.”
“But
what about Winry?! You just…you’d rather…” Edward’s heart pounded with anger.
“We
thought about Winry all the time. If we ran away, it would bring trouble to
our family. We were protecting her.”
“By
leaving her?!” Edward shouted and immediately cupped his mouth. Instantly
realizing… that’s exactly what he had done! Many times, he thought it would
protect her too.
Sara
reached over and squeezed Edward’s shoulder. “There wouldn’t have been a place
we could have gone where the Military wouldn’t have been able to find us. It
would have put Winry in danger. So in a way we were giving up our lives to
make sure that she remained safe and we were at peace with that notion.”
“So you
don’t blame Mustang for…” Alphonse asked, then looked to his brother who
grunted.
“No I
don’t and neither does my husband. It was not really Roy’s fault, if he had a
choice he wouldn’t have done it. We were all for a short time friends.” Sara
smiled lightly. “If we all would have lived, I have no doubt in my mind we
would have been friends to this day, and perhaps maybe you wouldn’t hate him
either.”
“But
that’s not what happened.” Edward said staring downwards. “Instead, you and
Mr. Rockbell were killed and that changed everything. Now Winry has been, well
I’m sure you know.”
Lightly
laughing, Sara nodded. “I do know. I know everything. I may not be with my
daughter physically, but I do watch over her every now and then. In some ways
I am surprised and some ways I’m not.”
“What
happened? How did Winry and the Colonel… I mean General even start liking each
other?” Alphonse asked, he had no idea how the two even got to be close like
that.
“Trust
me, you don’t want to know.” Sara’s smile fell. “As a mother, I wanted to
smack him half the time.” She said slightly angered. “Terrible behavior, but
maybe that was the only way to get passed their anger and pain and they slowly
became friends and then something more. I’m not saying I approved of the way
it happened, but I am glad that the end result was that they got to know each
other.”
“I wish
I could get inside Winry’s head. To maybe understand how she even fell for
that bastard.” Edward sighed and let his head fall back.
“We just
have to trust her judgment.” Sara replied, “You need to be there for her when
she needs you, to be a friend when she needs it most and not let your personal
feelings get in the way.”
Edward
smirked, “That’s not exactly easy you know. I still feel that Mustang is not
good enough for her, and I’m a little glad that they haven’t spoken in years.
But it does seem to hurt Winry that he never came back and that I can’t ignore
either. She loves the bastard, but I’m going to do everything I can to be the
friend she needs and hopefully she will be able to accept me as something
more.”
The
darkness around them started lighten up, and soon the three of them found
themselves in the Rockbell kitchen. On the table in the middle of the room was
a plate of dinner and Winry was walking towards it, she had her back to them.
When the cup she was holding somehow jumped out of her hand and dropped to hit
the floor, Winry groaned and threw her head back in frustration. She stared
down at the cup on the floor with irritation. She shifted her feet apart and
started to squat down, her left hand pressing against her back. She only got
down so far and stretched her fingers for it… just a little bit more…’ugh’
she groaned, her finger tips barely coming in contact with the air around the
cup. She grunted and her nose squished up, and standing upright she stomped
her foot. “Oh forget it! I’ll just get another one.” And she turned around
heading to the cupboard for a new cup.
“WHOA!!”
Both Edward and Alphonse shouted at the same time and jumped back in shock at
the sight of a very pregnant Winry, it looked like she had an exceedingly large
watermelon strapped to her middle beneath her dress. Were women supposed to
get that big?
“Remember,
boys… She’s carrying twins.” Sara said as if reading their minds while glancing
at them out of the corner of her eye. She then returned her gaze to her
daughter and couldn’t help but feel a tiny regret that she was missing this
part of her daughter’s life. She smiled softly with a hint of sadness. “She
looks beautiful.” She walked forward as Winry sat down with her new cup at the
kitchen table, to a plate of beef, carrots, potatoes and bread rolls. There
was also a giant piece of chocolate cake to the left of her plate and a pitcher
of lemonade placed above her plate.
“I
agree.” Alphonse said with a smile.
“Hey, I
didn’t say she wasn’t. Just that was a little unexpected. She’s fricken
huge!” Edward said with his jaw dropped open. “Much bigger than Gracia when
she was pregnant.”
Alphonse
smacked Edward upside the head who yelped.
“What’d
you do that for?” Edward rubbed the back of his head while glaring at his
brother.
“Don’t
let her hear you say that, Brother. I certainly wouldn’t stand in her way if
she flattened you with her wrench.” Alphonse rolled his eyes. “You really are
insensitive.”
Edward’s
face heated, it was true that one shouldn’t comment on a woman’s weight,
especially a pregnant one. Their hormones run amok and not only that, it was
rude conversation.
Winry
tried to pull her chair in closer to the table but found that the size of her
stomach kind of prevented it. Winry sighed deeply that she couldn’t get as
close to her food as she would have liked. “When are you two going to come
out, huh?” She giggled down at her oversized belly. “You make it really
difficult to just eat dinner at the table.”
“She
knows she’s having two?” Alphonse looked at Sara.
“At this
point, yes,” Sara approached Winry’s side, wanting to touch her. She lifted
her hand to stroke her hair, but her fingers moved right through her.
“How did
the doctor know? It’s not like they can see inside and take a picture of her
insides to be sure.” Edward crossed his arms over his chest shaking his head
back and forth.
Sara
continued to watch her daughter closely and then back at Edward, “Her doctor
can feel the babies while giving Winry her examinations. It is actually pretty
easy to feel them.”
Winry
finished off her meal as well as the chocolate cake and leaned back in the
chair. She smiled down at her belly. “There, are we happy now?” Who was she
kidding she’d be hungry again in an hour. She glanced out the window and could
see the first evening star twinkling out there.
She
drummed her fingers on the table. Not even a phone call or a letter. She had
talked to Riza about two months ago and she told her that Roy had returned to work
requesting to be demoted to that of an enlisted man. What was the purpose of
that? Winry asked Riza to tell Roy to call or write and he hadn’t done either. It felt like
he was avoiding her, did he somehow know about her condition and not want
anything to do with her?
“Waiting
is hard, but he’ll keep his promise, I know it.” She spoke to her unborn
babies, one moved and she giggled at the feeling. “What a pleasant surprise it
will be for him and we’ll be such a happy little family.” So why did she feel
tears swelling in her eyes? Winry sighed and dropped her head, resting her
forehead on the table. Maybe he wasn’t ready for all of this? But how would
he have known? She hadn’t told anyone that would have been in contact with Roy that she was even
pregnant.
She
pushed back from the chair and struggled and wiggled around in getting to her
feet. Winry took her plate over to the sink and scrubbed it clean. She then
headed out into the living room.
“Winry?”
A man’s voice said from upstairs, before poking his head around the corner.
Winry
walked to the stairs and looked up, seeing Corey Roberts from down the road.
He’d been handy and helpful the past couple of weeks that Winry had been home
from Rush Valley for. He had
seen her at the train station and offered to give her a lift home. It turned
out he had been working in his family’s construction business. “Yeah?” She
asked.
Edward
pointed, “is that paste eating Corey?” He snickered.
Alphonse
laughed, “Yeah it is! I guess he’s grown out of that phase. He was like six or
something when the rumors floated around school. Being a year younger than
you, Brother, he wasn’t in my class, he was in yours and Winry’s.”
“Come
look, it’s finished.” He said with praise, running a hand through his red hair.
Winry
smiled and started up the stairs and into the room next to hers. Corey stood
by the open door and gestured with an open palm to the room. It was painted in
a light purple color with stars and moons that had smiley faces. There were
two hand made cribs against both walls. A small built into the wall dresser
that was next to the closet. There was also a white painted rocking chair in
the corner of the room. “Oh, it’s very nice, Corey. You really didn’t have to
do any of this.”
Corey
grinned, “I know. But it’s not everyday that someone you’ve gone to school
with is going to have little ones of her own. I think you’re the first one out
of our whole classroom.” He gestured to her, seeing Winry’s face heat. “Too
bad Edward’s not here to see this.”
She
rubbed the back of her neck nervously, “Uh…yeah.”
“I had a
feeling that you two would somehow get together.” Corey wiped his hands with a
rag. “Where is he anyway, why isn’t he here with you?”
Winry
hadn’t the heart to tell him that he had been wrong in his assumption.
Besides, what would people think if she said Corey was wrong and Edward wasn’t
the one that helped get her in this condition? Knowing how Corey was, the
gossip would fly. “I don’t really know where he is. Probably doing something
for the military, he is a State Alchemist after all.” She might not know where
Edward was, but she knew he was still alive and kicking. She could feel it,
right down in her heart. “You know how Edward was, always coming and going.”
She smiled.
“Hey!
Paste Eater thinks I’m the one responsible for Winry’s mess?! Why didn’t she
set him straight!?” Edward growled.
Sara
laughed, “Think about it Edward, it’s a small town, gossip would fly faster
than in a big city. Winry doesn’t want people to know that she had been with
someone they don’t know. You three were always together, so how would that
look?”
Edward
sighed, “I guess you have a point. Winry wouldn’t have really been with
someone she didn’t love, but it’s still not something you want people to know
about.”
Feeling
a little guilty, Sara cleared her throat uncomfortably, maybe the young man
should know about what happened in the early stages of Roy and Winry’s
so-called relationship.
“So what
are you going to name the little ones?” Corey asked sitting in the rocking
chair.
Placing
her hands on her belly, Winry continued to smile. “I think that if the babies
are girls they would be Anna Marguerite Rockbell and Clara Elizabeth Rockbell,
and if they’re boys Brian Roy Rockbell and Anthony Calvin Rockbell.” Her head
tilted slightly and she rubbed her palms over her stomach affectionately.
“Good
names,” Corey replied while thinking it over. “Not one of them named after the
father I see.” He shrugged, “Oh well, maybe if he was here he’d get a say,
right?”
Edward
stuck out his tongue distastefully, “She did name one of those brats after the
father, man, get it straight Paste Eater! Can’t you see that my name isn’t
even mentioned?”
“You
wouldn’t have noticed either though, Brother. Since you’re so dense and all.”
Alphonse snickered.
“What?!
Why you…” Edward snarled at his brother, how dare he call him dense. He
wasn’t, right?
Winry
laughed uncomfortably… little did Corey know, he was closer to the truth than
he thought.
“Well I
better get going,” He stood and walked towards the doorway, “You know how Pam
gets when I run late for our dates.” Corey grinned. “See ya, Winry.” He left
the room.
“He’s
dating Pam Smart!” Edward’s surprised tone filled the air, “She was the richest
girl in the whole school, not to mention I remember her being pretty cute too.”
Alphonse
shrugged, “Guess Pam likes the boys who eat paste.”
Sara
laughed, “Oh you two.” It was amusing watching them as they talked about their
past friends, classmates and everything. It made Sara wish she had actually
been part of Winry’s life.
Hearing
his footsteps move down the stairs, the door opened, “Winry,” His voice shouted
up the stairs. “There’s a woman and a little girl here to see you.”
Leaving
the room to walk downstairs, Winry stopped about midway down to see Gracia and
Elysia standing there. She felt really nervous now wondering what was going
through Gracia’s mind right about now as she started heading towards them.
“What brings you all the way out here, Gracia?” Her voice trembled slightly and
she patted Elysia on the top of the head who grinned, “Hi, Elysia.”
Gracia
smiled, “We just needed to get away from the city for a little bit. We’re on
vacation.” There was kindness shining in her eyes as she took a real look at
Winry and her condition. “I can tell that there have been some big changes
here.”
Winry
felt her cheeks heat, “Yeah,” She gestured to her enormous belly, “As you can plainly
see.” Her tone held merriment.
Elysia
poked Winry’s stomach with her index finger. “Are you growing a baby?” She
giggled, also making Winry laugh.
“You’re
such a smart girl, Elysia. Yes I am I’m growing two of them.” Winry grinned,
seeing Elysia’s eyes widen in awe.
“Oooh,
Mama, Winry having two.” Elysia giggled, looking back at her mother.
“Yes, I
can tell.” Gracia said also laughing.
Winry
invited the two of them to relax and she got out toy trains for Elysia to play
with, along with some dolls and wooden horses. She sat on the sofa next to
Gracia.
“So
where’s your grandmother?” Gracia asked.
“She’s
staying the weekend on the other side of town for an Automail attachment.
Those do take a couple hours to install and she wants to make sure her client
doesn’t have any complications. So she’ll be back Monday morning.” Winry
glanced over at Elysia who was in rolling a toy train along the wooden floor
making little train noises.
“So
you’re here by yourself?” Gracia leaned back in the sofa cushion getting
comfortable. There was some concern since Winry lived in a rural area and her
nearest neighbor was fifteen minutes away by walking. When Gracia had been
pregnant she lived in the city, she had close neighbors. Plus her husband,
also Edward and Alphonse had been there.
Winry
smiled so lightly, “Well I’m not completely alone. I have Den.” She pointed to
the dog sleeping in his bed in the corner of the room beneath a windowsill. “I
also have friends who stop by throughout the day.”
“Well
that’s nice of them, so there are no worries that you might have to face this
by yourself then?” Gracia said taking a quick glance at her daughter, who put a
doll on the top of the toy train. Looking back at Winry, she noticed the
forced smile, the far off sad look in her eyes. She was a mother herself and
could tell when something was wrong and she knew Winry was far from happy.
“Winry, what’s the matter?”
“Oh!”
Bright blue eyes collided with Gracia’s, “Nothing, why do you ask?”
Reaching
over, Gracia covered Winry’s hand tenderly with her own. “You don’t have to
hide anything from me, Winry. You can talk to me.”
Swallowing
a difficult breath of air, Winry glanced down at the hand on hers. “You
haven’t by chance talked or heard from Roy, have you? He hasn’t talked to me in months, I try to get
in contact with him, but he never responds. I guess I’m just a little
worried,” ‘a lot worried!’
Elysia
looked up at the two adults. “Daddy’s friend is up in the snow. That’s where
he said he was going.” She pushed the train along the floor again while wooing
like a train.
“What?”
Confusion swam about Winry’s face as she stared hard at the couch cushion.
Gracia
sighed, “He didn’t tell you he was taking an assignment up north?”
Winry
felt her heart squeeze painfully, “He hasn’t said anything at all to me. Why
didn’t anybody tell me!?” her outburst startled Den who yelped.
“Winry,
I’m sorry. I thought you knew.” Gracia continued to look at Winry, seeing her
trying to keep her emotions in check.
Taking a
few deep, settling breaths, Winry looked away from Gracia. “Maybe he needs
more time to himself, I can understand that.” Down deep in her heart she knew
she was making excuses for him, that he probably wasn’t going to come back
here. ‘He lied to me.’ She squeezed her eyes shut tightly. Winry felt
he didn’t have to lie, he didn’t have to make promises that he knew he wasn’t
going to keep. Only if he would have just told her the truth, she would have
understood and wouldn’t have put any pressure on him to come back. They were
never together in a regular sense it was never an emotional attachment… at
least not for him and this behavior of his proved it. Her heart ached, felt
like it was drawing out the very life force within, making it hard to breathe
and her head pound with regret and anguish. It was a good thing she never told
him how she felt. “If this is what it feels like to love someone, I never want
to feel this way ever again!” She cried out. ‘Never again…’
Edward
gasped, “No Winry, don’t think that. It’s not right. That’s not what love
feels like. You don’t need to worry over that bastard, he’s not worth it!” He said,
his voice thick with emotion. “Damn-it I wish you could hear me.”
Sara
stared sadly at her daughter, wanting to ease her suffering, to tell her that
just because one love doesn’t work doesn’t mean you have to cut yourself off
from feeling it again. “I’m sorry, Winry. I truly am.” She softly replied.
Gracia
wished she knew what to say, her situation was different. Maes was dead and he
was never coming back. She had felt like she never wanted to love another ever
again, but then she focused on her daughter and that made her open her heart
again to new possibilities. Winry’s situation was different, Roy Mustang was
still alive he was just being stubborn. He didn’t even know about this, maybe
if he did he would come back. “Why don’t you write to him and tell him about
what changes you’ve had?”
Winry
shook her head, trying to keep her tears from falling, “I want to tell him to
his face. This is not just something you can say over the phone or in a
letter. It’s much too important for that.”
She
wouldn’t tell Winry what to do, but any possible way to tell Roy would be okay,
especially since it’s clear he has no intention of returning here. “It could
be a reason for him to come back, you know?”
Sharply
lifting her head, Winry’s face scrunched up in distaste. “I wouldn’t want him
to come back just because I have his children. I want him to come back because
he wants to. I certainly don’t need him. I can do just fine on my own.” She
looked away. “I’ll get through this without anything from him.” Her tone was
slightly bitter. If he didn’t want to be here, she was not going to force
him. She could never hate Roy Mustang, it had been a rough road to let go of
her anger and Winry didn’t want to go back down that road. She might not hate
him, but it would be a long awhile before she would be able to forgive his lies
and broken promises. Maybe it was better this way, better for the both of
them. Perhaps if they did run into each other, she would tell him about the
children because he did have a right to know.
Winry
shifted uncomfortably, there was a pain in her lower back and she reached
behind herself and started to rub the aching area.
“Winry,
are you all right?” Gracia placed her hand on Winry’s arm in concern.
“Yeah,
just a little back pain it seems.” Winry grunted and shifted again. “Oh there
it is again.”
Gracia
stood up, “Winry, where’s your phone? I think we should call your doctor.”
“Why?”
Winry also stood and just as she did, she felt wetness seeping down her legs
and her eyes enlarged. “Call the doctor!” She pointed to the kitchen and
Gracia raced to the phone. “His number is on the board there!”
“She’s
having the babies!” Both Edward and Alphonse shouted at the same time.
****
Gracia
had a tight hold of Winry’s hand, or maybe it was the other way around and
Winry screamed.
Blonde
hair was plastered to her head and Winry groaned as another contraction
passed. She was breathing hard, her tears were mixed with sweat. “I…I can’t
do this.” She panted, leaning her head back.
“Yes you
can.” Gracia said, leaning closer to her, “You build Automail and you attach
it. This should be nothing.” She smiled affectionately. “Try to stay calm,
the doctor is on his way.”
“What
if…what if the babies don’t like me?” She squealed, feeling another tremor
start up. “What if I’m a bad mother!?”
Smiling
and petting Winry’s damp hair back, “You’ll be a fine mother, your warm,
caring. They love you already. You can do this, you can. I know it.”
Gracia’s kind expression did not leave her face as Winry’s hand tightened to
almost bone crushing proportions and the young girl’s scream filled the air.
Gracia bent down and took a look to see the first child’s progress.
“You’ll
be the best mother ever!” Edward said, wanting to do something for her.
Knowing the last time he was even in this similar situation all he could do is
run around freaked out.
There
was a knock at the door and Elysia ran from the kitchen as fast as her little
feet could carry her and opened the door. “Are you the doctor?” She asked the
tall brunette man holding a medical bag.
“I am,”
Dr. Brighton said.
“Hurry,
hurry,” Elysia said moving aside to let the man inside, “the babies are coming
already.”
There
was a fond smile on Dr. Brighton’s face as he stepped inside the home, “I can
hear that.” He saw the women on the sofa and went right to them…
Several
hours later, Winry smiled as Gracia and the doctor placed the babies in her
arms.
“They
are so small.” Winry said in amazement, “Sure didn’t feel like it.” She laughed
cuddling both her newborns to her. She kissed the tops of both her new
daughter and her new son’s heads. She affectionately looked down at the
exhausted face of her little boy and the fussy face of her little girl. “I
love you.” She whispered to them.
“They
are so beautiful.” Sara said even though this was the second time she had seen
her grandchildren’s birth. It never got old.
Edward
looked away from them, he just couldn’t take it. His stomach jumped
uncomfortably. Those babies, they were a product of Winry and Mustang, that
asshole. It’s not that he didn’t like babies, it was the fact that they were
Mustang’s. He doesn’t deserve any of this! He doesn’t deserve Winry’s heart,
he doesn’t deserve to have created life with her like this. Edward hated him
so much and he glared at the children, ‘You little brats… why couldn’t you
have been mine?”
Alphonse
noticed the look on his brother’s face. “Edward, stop glaring at the babies,
it’s not their fault.”
“I’m not
glaring at the babies, I’m glaring at the fact that they belong to Mustang.”
Edward explained and he dropped his gaze from them.
Elysia
jumped up and down and moved closer to the new babies. “What are their names?”
She asked excitedly, as she with both hands reached out and petted the blonde
fuzz on the little girl’s head and the dark fuzz on the little boy’s.
Winry
couldn’t remember a time when she had been this happy. “Welcome to the world,
Anna Marguerite Rockbell and Brian Roy Rockbell.”
Gracia’s
smile was so proud, “See, I knew you could do it.”
Sara
tried to stroke the babies’ heads like Elysia was doing, but her fingers passed
right through them. She so badly wanted to hold her grandchildren, wanted to
hear them cry and laugh, wanted to experience all this with Winry and knowing
she would never be able to, felt for the first time in her life that she had
made a mistake, that maybe she should have run away. But what kind of a life
would that have been, it would have changed everything and Winry probably
wouldn’t even have children, she might not have even known Edward and Alphonse
like she did now. That is no life for her daughter, so Sara’s decision to stay
and take what she knew had been coming was a way to give her daughter the life
she deserved, even if it was without her.
“The
babies are beautiful.” Alphonse said, putting his arm around his brother who
was still unable to look at them. “Remember, Brother that they are Winry’s
children too.”
“I
know.” Edward closed his eyes tightly. This was the worst nightmare ever.
=======
Well that’s it for this
episode/chapter. Sorry about the delay in the update, been kinda busy. I’m kinda
getting ready for a family gathering in Florida which will happen in about 2
weeks. I’m leaving May 13 and will be gone for about 2 weeks. So what did
you all think of this chapter. Did you really expect me to use Winry’s mom as
the guide. It’ll be interesting since there’s really no character development
for Sara for me to give her a personality, also kinda tough too. Especially
that whole thing about Roy executing her and her hubby. I hope what I wrote
wasn’t too unbelievable.
Thanks for reading
Ryoko Blue
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